Chapter 342: Landscape Painting

Zhou Sen woke up.

Zhou Sen got up with a blank face, the heart-rending pain just now made him feel unreal.

Is there something wrong with your body?

Zhou Sen is very confident in his body, because he has a physical examination every year, and each physical examination report shows that his body is better than ordinary people.

What the hell was going on?

Zhou Sen carefully recalled the pain that appeared without warning just now, he remembered very clearly, that pain was formed by the warm current of the dantian colliding with the brain domain, but he did not urge the warm current to collide with the brain domain, in fact, he could not urge the warm current to collide, he could only let the warm current flow in the limbs of the body.

Zhou Sen decided to refine the weapon and consume the warm current on his body.

In fact, there is no concept of the warm current being consumed, because the warm current on Zhou Sen's body is similar to the power of human beings, and after consumption, there is a night's rest.

When human beings exercise their bodies, they consume strength through non-stop movement to make their bodies stronger and more powerful, and Zhou Sen's refining tools are the same.

Refining.

Although Zhou Sen is a refiner, so far, he does not have a complete work of his own. A true refiner relies on his works to speak!

Why didn't Zhou Sen refine weapons?

The reason is very simple, Zhou Sen can only melt metal now, and the proportional metals are all refined according to some metal recipes he has mastered, and there is not much difference between the refined weapons and the weapons smelted by modern times, and the real refiner is able to turn decay into magic and make the metal glow with new life, that is, it is the same as tempering divine weapons in ancient legends.

Zhou Sen can also give new life to metal, but it is only the life of the consciousness of the gods, not the life of weapons.

Tang knife.

The Tang knife on Zhou Sen's body belongs to the category of divine weapons, because it has been out of the category of ordinary weapons, it can exude powerful spiritual power, it can make the enemy fearful, and most importantly, it can really sharpen iron like mud.

Zhou Sen often played with the Tang Dao, and his spiritual power had been able to merge with the Tang Dao, but it didn't know the source of the Tang Dao's power.

That's right, the Tang knife itself is powerful.

The power of the Tang Dao does not come from the owner, but from its own possession.

Through recent exploration, Zhou Sen has determined that some ancient memories in the Tang knife are not to inject strength into the Tang knife, but the previous owner left a spiritual imprint in the Tang knife, which is like some collectors will stamp their own seals on the works after getting a priceless calligraphy work, so as to prove that they once had this role, which is also the reason why those works left dense seals.

The same goes for Tang Dao!

The Tang knife itself is a divine weapon.

Zhou Sen took out the Tang knife, and after several repairs from him, after more than a thousand years of time, the blade of the Tang knife is still as bright as new, especially the blade, which exudes a trace of cold air in the snow, which makes people palpitate.

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Sen waved lightly, and the Tang knife left a trail in the air, and the blade swept over the marble coffee table in front of him, and the surface of the hard coffee table was directly cut into a thin layer, just like a cucumber peeling.

So sharp!

Zhou Sen couldn't put it down and played with the Tang knife in his hand, he had an intuition that this Tang knife contained the secret of refining, because this Tang knife was definitely the work of the refiner.

What will be the secret?

Zhou Sen closed his eyes and gently stroked the cold blade of the Tang Dao, and he sensed the spiritual imprint left on it by the previous masters of the Tang Dao.

Bump feeling!

Zhou Sen's fingers resting on the knife felt a concave and convex feeling.

Hammer pattern.

Zhou Sen didn't open his eyes, because he knew that the uneven feeling was the hammer mark on the knife body.

Hey, that's not right!

The hammer pattern does not have a concave and convex feeling.

Suddenly, Zhou Sen opened his eyes, as if there was a flame flickering in his eyes.

Grain!

Zhou Sen suddenly realized that he was misled by those lines, because, not to mention a divine weapon, even an ordinary cold weapon will be polished, that is to say, in addition to the blood groove and decorative patterns left on the blade, it is impossible for the hammer pattern itself to have a concave and convex feeling.

Could it be that the secret of Tang Dao lies in this imperceptible sense of concave and convex?

Thinking of this, Zhou Sen took a pen and a piece of paper, and then, he closed his eyes again, touched it little by little with his fingers, and drew the concave and convex feeling on the paper with his other hand.

The reason why Zhou Sen closed his eyes was because it was more clear to perceive, after all, the concave and convex feeling itself was hidden in the hammer pattern of the metal, which was invisible to the naked eye, so it was better to perceive it in this way......

……

There were stars outside the portholes.

Zhou Sen forgot the time, he stroked the Tang knife with one hand, and drew on the paper with the other, extremely focused, as if time had been turned back to the days when he was addicted to the laboratory.

Time passed little by little, Zhou Sen closed his eyes from beginning to end, he didn't know what he had drawn, he just relied on the subtle touch of his fingers to feed back to his brain, and then the brain controlled the other hand to reflect it on the paper with a pen.

Zhou Sen himself didn't know that this was an extremely huge project.

The scorching glow of the star shot into the porthole.

Finally, Zhou Sen opened his eyes, and when he opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the paper, his whole person was petrified.

A painting.

That's right, it is a majestic landscape painting, although the painting is small, it is extremely shocking, full of strong visual impact.

The landscape painting lies on the paper, meticulous to the smallest detail, the waterfall method rushing down makes a deafening sound, and the majestic mountain exudes a suffocating pressure.

A painting!

Zhou Sen looked at the meticulous landscape painting on the paper in a daze, although he learned some painting knowledge when he was a child, but his adoptive father and adoptive mother let him learn to paint the purpose of cultivating his aesthetics, not let him really learn to paint, Zhou Sen can be sure that with his own painting level, he will never be able to paint such a beautiful but majestic landscape painting.

But it is clear that this painting was painted by himself just now.

No, I didn't draw it myself, but I copied it off the knife by the touch of my fingers.

What is the significance of this painting?

Zhou Sen believes that this painting must have an effect, otherwise, the person who cast this Tang knife would never have left such a painting on the knife that could not be seen by the naked eye.

At the same time, Zhou Sen thought of a question.

This Tang knife is not a collection, it has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, and under the bumps and bumps on the battlefield, theoretically, this painting will also be damaged, but this painting is actually intact without the slightest damage.

No way!

Zhou Sen remembered that when he first got this Tang knife, the Tang knife left mottled traces of time, and the blade even had a gap, that is, even if there was a painting on the knife, it would definitely be destroyed.

Don't......

Could it be that Tang Dao repaired it by itself?

Or is it that Tang Dao repaired this majestic landscape painting with the help of his own refining power?